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Demeonte's rhymes
by demeonte
big dreams
well you say you know me
but what to show me
what is it to beleive in those that sucseed
is it moraly wrong to justify this song
where things are as they seem
never mind the bulbs flashing
the drivers crashing
on an endless shore
nevermind
the evil critics
whos reveiws suck the life out of your work
and if you think you can stand with me
on the high street
where we would compete
isn’t it the life
to know you’ll be something
to worry about nothing
for the rest of you life
what time did you have this dream
what time did you wake up
what time did everything
have to be some much like it is now
so there you are
riding around in your pimped out car
waiting the light to green
try to be mean
youl see the reapers dream
coming true though you
It’s all about the I’m agery
the synergy
between to people
like energy
try to be nice
try to sane
never knowing whats to be plain
and even if you do make it big
you’ll still have the wig
which supported you through
rehab
the streets have
nothing but crime and pain
It’s always the same
nomatter where you go
but heres there dreams come true
something without you
would’ve never made it this far
but there you are
staring at the lady in the oppsiste car
she looks at you t
thingking your a fool
gives a chance for romance
but you blew it when you tried to dance
the way I do
mimicing my moves on the dancefloor
impressing the ladies one by one
then two by two
hey look I got a group of em
shoveen they way towards me
doesnt seem
like tom green could do this thing
without sucking a cow
or runover the guy anyhow
how is it that these big dream
come crashing down where life always seems
to beleive in you
then it crushes you
for the same thing
like juhn went blue in face
cause of the race and come in first place
but I don’t mind
been this way my whole life
seeking what could be sought
looking out for thsoe who thought not
but I don’t mind
all the same to me
maybe I’ll shoot tom green in the kneee
for sucking that cow
or making it grow
staying in the fight toe to toe
then you’ll see me
a guy six foot tall
red hair eye of green
big smile big heart
nothing to lose
a guy on the edge of his mind to lose
over a woman he sought to love
lost the intrest
cursed from above
deepened tradgedy struck him mind
granp died while he was still fine
now we found him in the streets lightning at his feet
trying to compete
with the salesmen down the path
letting his rath go unknowticed
and this is what it like to rule the world
cause of that girl in the car
nevermind the doubts you have
screaming at dad
why he left you
help him understand that the world a man
with a master plan
ideas spillforth not to decieve
but to recieve
that he lost the race
again
for the first time
It’s the end of his mind
he repents for the sinners
the winners and the whiners
miner forty niners
poets to friers
like robin hood he take from the rich
gives to poor
and then goes door to seeking refuge
from relaity
seeking his loves lost tempermantality...
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